I write to avoid blogging. Amazing. Never thought I would find a task more challenging than creating a novel.
In Cheney news, for those who have followed previous posts ...
- The meeting I referred to has come gone and, as he promised, God has graciously delivered us.
- Eric is now sole owner of his own (new) manufacturing company, walking step by step in the vision entrusted to him. Our theme verse these days: "Thus says the Lord, your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel; 'I am the Lord your God, who teaches you to profit, who leads you in the way you should go.'" Isaiah 48:17
- Camille just made her first stage debut. She sang in the choir and played the part of Mary in the church Christmas play. No speaking parts, but she was thrilled all the same. She sang with all her heart and made a lovely Mary. I'd include a picture here, but our fully-charged camera batteries died moments after Eric focused in for a snapshot. Guess what we're giving each other for Christmas? Yep. Any suggestions for something affordable and really, really easy to use?
- I am about a fourth of the way through my novel, give or take. Getting to know my characters, discovering plot twists, and enjoying the fruit of abiding in the Lord through being a part of the work he called me to. It's really cool how the latter is becoming the best part.
And there's that wonderful thing that happens when one writes. Just like that, all kinds of reflections emerge from the soggy depths of my soul. Don't worry. I won't go on and on here. I'll save them so I have something to say the next time.
